[ The tension between them is wound tightly, like string on a spool. She's sitting ramrod straight, her past clearly surfacing much like his. He should pull away, give her space, but he finds himself rooted in this moment. Torn between wanting and letting it alone, like he's done every time before.
Briefly, he wonders if she's come to a similar conclusion. That if she tilted her head, she could kiss his cheek. It sends a small thrill through him, to consider that they might be on the same page.
It's also fraying his nerves in a way the Ice Court failed to.
Then the moment is breaking, her gathering the courage before him to kiss his cheek. Her lips brush across the skin light enough that he doesn't feel the sickness, just the pleasant syrupy relief that's supposed to be there. Still, that doesn't prevent his pulse from sounding loud in his ears, almost to the point he doesn't catch what she says next.
A lie. Just a little one. One he completely understands in this moment because he feels like he's done the same. He doesn't want to just be friends, though he's certainly happy to be considered hers.
Under the surface, though, it seems like they've both been hiding. And in this moment, it's the small boost of daring he needs to get over the next hurdle. He closes that small gap between them again, brushing a tentative kiss to her jaw. ]
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2021-03-14 03:56 pm (UTC)Briefly, he wonders if she's come to a similar conclusion. That if she tilted her head, she could kiss his cheek. It sends a small thrill through him, to consider that they might be on the same page.
It's also fraying his nerves in a way the Ice Court failed to.
Then the moment is breaking, her gathering the courage before him to kiss his cheek. Her lips brush across the skin light enough that he doesn't feel the sickness, just the pleasant syrupy relief that's supposed to be there. Still, that doesn't prevent his pulse from sounding loud in his ears, almost to the point he doesn't catch what she says next.
A lie. Just a little one. One he completely understands in this moment because he feels like he's done the same. He doesn't want to just be friends, though he's certainly happy to be considered hers.
Under the surface, though, it seems like they've both been hiding. And in this moment, it's the small boost of daring he needs to get over the next hurdle. He closes that small gap between them again, brushing a tentative kiss to her jaw. ]
Why not both?